Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“So,” I say, actually relaxed, looking at him from beneath half–lidded eyes. “How did a nice boy like you get mixed up in all of this organized crime, anyway? Were you born to it, like me?”

“Nah,” he says, smiling at me indulgently and leaning a Mile

closer as well.

Then, to my surprise and pleasure, he begins to tell me his life

story.

I find myself paying rapt attention to Ivan’s story for the next half hour, sipping on the glass of tequila that the waiter again delivers, savoring the bite and the taste. He’s actually really, really interesting a totally self–made guy, climbing up through the

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ranks with nothing but sheer will, determination, and cleverness.

Despite myself, I’m impressed. Before all of this I had thought 1 liked the kind of prince–charming guys who would politely deliver you a rose and ask you, tentatively, if you’d be interested in being

courted.

But as I listen to Ivan, and let my eyes rove over his muscles and

his tattoos…I wonder, a little, if my tastes are changing.

As I consider it, my mind flashes – unwillingly – to Kent for a moment as well. He doesn’t have any tattoos, I note, or at least,

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none that I can see – but otherwise, these two are pretty similar…

to Ivan, He sees me focus on him at that moment, a slow smile building on his face. He intuits, I think, that I like what I see. That I am,

him see me do

for a moment as his eyes flash to my front teeth pressed lightly against the red flesh of my mouth.

up to mine and he smiles, continuing his story. Pretending that he wasn’t

was.

that. I like

is going

gasp a little – the words surprise me – and jump in my seat, looking up at the

had the sun gone

then, and I realize that it’s Daniel standing there – his shirtless form a little

sitting up straight – not knowing,

react.

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on, Fay,” he says firmly, angrily, grabbing my arm and pulling

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frowning and standing up. “We were

dragging me forward.

pull me, glancing back at Ivan–not quite saying sorry, but, in fact, a little sorry and embarrassed – to be dragged away like

pulling against the hand wrapped around my upper arm. “Let me

says, still pissed off. “Do you even know

you were talking

just Ivan,” I say

Ivan?” Daniel repeats,

to see that everyone is staring

my mouth to respond but Daniel

“My dad’s greatest enemy? The guy who

open – I honestly don’t know what to say –

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release my daughter’s arm, Mr. Lippert,” a voice

head to see my father standing there, glaring at Daniel